C1927

"Netherworld Sentinel." Ye Qingfeng looked at the order badge in his hand. It felt ice-cold, like it was moist jade and the power of the Netherworld was contained within it. It was as if it contained a terrifying world of abyss, causing his heart to palpitate but at the same time feel a sense of familiarity.

"Bind it." King Yama solemnly said, "The Netherworld Sentinel army is considered an elite army under my command, what realm will you be summoning? With your current state, if you don't rely on the source of your fate soul world, summoning ten of them would be barely enough."

"Ten creation realm experts?"

"You can put it that way. But the Netherworld Warriors under my command are at most at the Creation stage. They can kill the weak with just a few seconds."

"In addition, when you choose to summon them, when they have completed their mission, remember to be a little ruthless." In addition, when you choose to summon them, when they have completed their mission, remember to be a little ruthless. This is not good for the development of the Netherworld Sentinel! "

The corner of Ye Qingfeng's mouth twitched.

"I understand, Yama, thank you."

"You're welcome. This string of secret mutton skewers is for you, to help your body reach the Creation stage."

After the King of Hell left, Ye Qingfeng looked at the string of mutton skewers that had once appeared on the barbeque stall without any differences and took a bite.

This bite!

Awesome!

Brutal!

The incomparably pure high level energy overflowed and automatically cleansed his limbs and bones, causing Ye Qingfeng's pores to open all at once. Some of the dregs were removed, and his body was extremely warm, his mental energy multiplied by a hundred times.

"Isn't this way too good!" Just what kind of mutton is being roasted here? " Ye Qingfeng felt that the spiciness was increasing.

After finishing the mutton skewers and spending half a year of time digesting it, Ye Qingfeng was shocked to discover that his physical body was extremely strong, and had completely reached the Creation stage.

"How wonderful!"

Suddenly, Ye Qingfeng recalled the words of the King of Hell.

"Someone in the Milky Way was taken in as a disciple by a Daofather. Who could it be?"

Ye Qingfeng frowned, he suddenly thought about it.

Abandoning all distracting thoughts, Ye Qingfeng returned to the outside world.

Since he had obtained the information he wanted from the King of Hell, then he would first have to find a place of origin energy of the metal Laws, or it could be said that he had practiced the metal Laws himself.

Only, this was a bit difficult.

As the days continued, the competition between the rookies in the various districts of Ethereal Sky began! The rookies from the 19th region burst out with powerful techniques, charging into the top four as though they were dark horses. Unfortunately, the strong sun-god race practitioners from the A-1 Sector, who were trained by Ye Qingfeng, were blocking the entrance of the Champion Monastery.

The last champion was District A1, which made Ye Qingfeng extremely proud. However, his achievements in the team competition were a bit unsatisfactory.

As an instructor, Ye Qingfeng enjoyed the verbal rewards of Dishi Tian as well as other stuff.

As Ye Yi's Food Shop was too popular, he did not have much time to rest. Even when he was out of work, he was doing take-out services, thus the number of helpers in sun-god race had increased by a lot.

Ye Qingfeng was very satisfied with the helpers of the sun-god race who did not need to pay for free food and drinks. After all, his family knew very well that those ingredients were really cheap and the profits were extremely high.

Ye Qingfeng believed that it wouldn't be long before he would become the most terrifying rich man in the Outer World!